Chapter two
That night I couldn't sleep what so ever, so I decided to go out side and watch the stars. (That's the good thing about a gated community, you don't have to worry about freaks at night) so I set out a blanket and just laid there, with my ipod on, and my eyes set out to look at the stars.
Next thing I know its morning, I open my eyes and see that freak staring down at me.
Miley: what do you want?
Nick: you didn't get my name.
Miley: I didn't want it.
Nick: too bad, I'm nick
Miley: like I care.
Nick: (sits down next to her)
What the crap was he doing?
Miley: (looks at him) what are you doing?
Nick: sitting, what does it look like?
Miley: why are you sitting?
Nick: cause I'm tired of standing.
Miley: then go sit on your grass. Over at your house.
Nick: I'm too lazy to go walk over there.
Miley: pulease!
Nick: (laughs) if you want me off so bad, why don't you carry me over.
Miley: because you probably weigh a million pounds.
He was so hot, I just stared at him while he looked straight out at his house.
Nick: well then, I'm staying right here.
Miley: fine, I'll leave then.
Nick: ok.
Miley: fine.
I got up and started walking inside, then turned around and he was still there, in the same position.
An hour late, I looked outside, to see him now laying on the grass, what was his problem? I mean if you want to lie on the grass, can't you do it on you own grass? Maybe he was just pulling my leg. So I stomped out there.
Miley: are you able to leave now? It's been an hour; I think you've gotten enough rest.
He didn't answer me, so I walked over, to see him sleeping! SLEEPING! So I kicked him with my foot, lightly, then a little harder, then a bit more harder. Then all of a sudden his eyes shot open; he grabbed my leg and pulled me down!
Miley: ahhh!
Nick: (looks at her) that's what you get for kicking me.
Miley: you wouldn't get up!
Nick: so?
Miley: so?! If you want to sleep, go to your own house!
Nick: ok.
Then he got up and left. He was pulling my leg! Ugh! I hate him!
After dinner, I decided to go for a walk, but then, I thought, nick is probably going to come after me, and bug the crap out me.
A week later, there was no sign of nick, I saw his brothers once in a while, they said hi, I gave them a plain hi, which I really wanted to say, don't talk to me, but decided they are only being nice and so I said hi back. But no sign of nick, it kind of made me sad, but then happy. I didn't like the feeling of the need to see somebody; I don't want to have that needy feeling like in those stupid romance chick-flicks. But I did have that feeling of wanting to see him,